Twi and I

by ChiefKitsune

Rating: mature
Tags: Profanity, Random, Violence, Crossover, The Elder Scrolls, Death, Alternate Universe, Human, Twilight Sparkle, Anthro, Gore, Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Fetish, Comedy, Adventure, Sex
Length: 4500

A certain Prince of Maddness sits bored on his throne in the Shivering Isles when suddenly he gets a grand idea. Unfortunately this idea involves two unlucky beings from across the multiverse.

In a land of madness as well as order a certain Daedric Prince sits borned apon his throne in his plan of Oblivion. When he looks up and smirks to the author of this story as he senses that this will be a great bit of entertainment. And so letting the writers will guide him Sheogorath weaves his magic into a spell to begin the adventurer of a life time for two unlucky beings.

Laughing madly as he pushes the power needed the story begins.

A/N

Hey everyone here's a story I've wanted to read for a long time but since it mixes two different ideas or more into one story. So I have a feeling this story is going to be a bitch to write but I can't do anything right now beyond thinking about how I'd go about writing it. Not even the Beyond Light release is not enough to stave off this need to write.

Additional Character tags will be added as they join the story.

Published 2020-11-19 15:10:00 UTC
Last updated 2020-11-21 15:08:59 UTC

Prologue: Welcome to Skyrim

Author's Note

Nope can't think of anything to say for now so enjoy. And leave helpful comments or just a thumbs up if you enjoy it.

~Chief

Prologue: Welcome to Skyrim

I let out a sigh as my tail flicks to show my agitation for what happened. "This one should have been more wary of a deal from the Prince of Madness." I shake my head with a soft growl having found myself speaking like the Kahjiit from the Elder Scrolls games for the past week. I idly shift my rather revealing armor top to stop it from pinching on my large breasts as I try to think back on how I got into this mess.

Less than a week ago

I yawned and stretched my arms back poping some joints from having been playing Skyrim late into the night again. As my eyes are closed the screen begins to flash white, getting my attention right away for fear of a virus when the blank white screen shows words written in an elegant font. 'Hey its your old pal Sheo, and I have an offer for you Dragonborn.' staring dumbly at the screen thinking this has to be some sort of joke or prank.

However, before I could do much else than gasp a large hand lunged out of my computer screen and grabbed my shirt collar before dragging me into the screen causing me to blackout.

Next thing I know I am being jostled around on a hard wooden seat while my hands are bound. Now, this would be a great time to panic but as my senses come back to me I notice a hefty weight on my chest and the feeling of something coming out from above my ass.

Blinking to clear my vision I hear a rough voice speak with a Viking accent, "Hey Kahjiit, your finally awake huh? Ran into that Imperial ambush same as us and that horse thief over there." As my vision cleared to show a familiar sight of Ralof sitting across from me on a horse-drawn cart going through a forest. His dirty blond locks and blue Storm Cloak armor unmistakable to one who has played Skyrim.

I feel my heart begin to race and my tail flick about while my ears swivel around on my head sending me even higher into panic. But before I can let my panic be known to the men around me the world freezes and I find myself hearing Sheogorath's voice in my mind. "Now look here kitty, I've grown bored so I thought to make you into your Dragonborn character. Heck to add to the fun I've gone and added the effect of all those wonderful mods you had installed for your game too." He cackles madly in my head. "Also I've made it a little easier for you to get into this little game well life now." And with that, the world resumes as the cart hits a large bump making me and the other passengers lift off our seats for a moment.

I feel my panic cool, as the blessing from the Prince of Madness helps me, giving me a chance to nod to Ralof as I tried to remember all the mods I had installed. But as we hit another bump I feel myself land on something very sensitive between my legs bringing tears to my eyes as I had just landed on my balls. Giving me at least one of the mods I have to live with now with me being a full futa. As I blink the tears away I realize my chest is much bigger than in the vanilla game so with an internal sigh as I add the large breasts and curvy body mod to the list of my life now.

Looking down I find that the rags they dressed me in were very skimpy showing much of my lovely legs and breasts not to mention the obvious bulge from my much larger equipment. Hearing someone clear their throat I look up and notice we're nearing Helgan and they must have gotten to the part of where we're all from. And as I open my mouth to answer I hear my sensual voice fill in the blanks without giving the whole truth. "This one is from the distant sands of Elsweyr, was on her way to help uncle with his caravan."

They nod before the Imperial driver shouts back "shut up back there" and the gates open to allow us into the town of Helgan. We overhear some idle chatter as our chart and the one ahead of us are lead towards the keep. Then as they have us stand to get off the carts they have us line up and Hadvar begins to read names from the list. It goes as like in the game save for when they get to me I find my old name missing and in its place the name for my character.

So as Hadvar repeats his question of what my name is I answer a little hesitantly "Naila, this one's name is Naila" from there the scene plays out like usual with the captain saying that it doesn't matter I'm destined for the block as well. Then Hadvar offers me a look of apology as he orders me to follow the captain.

Even though I'm feeling calm since Sheo is helping me I still have to stifle a gasp as the Storm Cloak is beheaded in a shower of blood from his stump of a neck before the captain orders for me to be next. Then in the distance, we can hear Alduan roaring relieving some of my building panic that my life was to end here.

So as I gulp and feel myself nearly vomiting as I'm put headfirst into onto the block when the dragon attacks and saves my life while starting my journey as the Dragonborn. A meteor hits behind the headsmen before exploding making my vision swim as the Nord falls to the ground dead. "Hey Kahjiit, come with me the gods won't give us another chance." And so I began my hectic escape through the burning rubble of Helgan starting with Ralof before finding Hadvar and reaching the keep.

Now following what I usually do I follow Hadvar into the barracks entrance of the keep and he undoes the binding on my wrists which had begun to bite into my flesh. So as he searches for something for his burns I collect the armor from the chest and put it on rapidly. Thankful that Old Sheogorath had made it easier for me to dress even if during the whole time I was staring at my sheath and heavy balls, or my huge tits but my body kept on autopilot and got me dressed in a flash.

Hadvar looks over at me and nods while making a comment "looking good there, Imperial armor suits you" Making me blush before he nods towards the sword on the weapon rack "Grab that sword and give it a few swings we have to keep moving." Nodding and fighting off the blush and warm feelings at the Nord's comment I grab the sword and give it a few test swings feeling my body move on its own since I'd never held a sword before.

Having been watching me from near the door I blush a little more feeling how revealing the armor was on me and how it didn't hide my cock and balls by the clear bulge in the leather shorts that were part of the armor. At my blush Hadvar blushes and coughs as he realizes he was staring at me as I moved gracefully with the sword. "Right we should head deeper into the keep." He pulls the chain to open the door and motions for me to follow "come on."

As we near the entrance where Ralof went in we here the voices of the Storm Cloaks and Hadvar motions for me to sneak up with him as he mentions maybe we can reason with them. Looking around the corner we find a male Nord and female Nord standing above the unconscious form of Ralof talking about how they would get away with it and be promoted. Making me gasp, drawing their attention but as I stay stock still they draw their weapons and move to attack me and Hadvar.

I was unable to stay frozen in fear for long as the female Nord took a swing at me with her sword and my body blocked it easily, before moving for a counter-attack making me shiver as I felt my sword bite deep into her chest and through her armor. Meanwhile, Hadvar quickly finished the other Nord before sheathing his sword and checking on the unconscious man giving a sigh of relief "He's alive come on Naila help me bring him with us."

At hearing this I shake my head and ask "isn't he your enemy?"

The male Nord nods before explaining softly. "Yeah but we were best friends when we were younger and I can't actually leave him here to die." And with that we picked up the blond man and kept his weight between us as we began to make our way through the keep finding it mostly empty of life. There were groups of rebels and Imperials but they seem to have wiped themselves out before we got to them. While sad it did make it easier for us to escape with Ralof while Hadvar and I wore Imperial armor.

Soon we made it into the caves, where Hadvar had me hold onto his friend while he swiftly dealt with the Frostbite Spiders as well as help us sneak past the sleeping bear. And soon we were nearing the light of the exit as the blond man began to stir between us as we step out into the light of day.

Ch. Preview: A New World

Author's Note

Ok this is short, becuase I wrote the prologue and realized I didn't have anything making this about MLP so to make sure it passes I had to jump ahead a little bit and give you how our MC meets Twilight.

That being said that I will be back to working on building the world up to this point but this was a sneak peek to allow me to submit this story

~Chief

Ch. Preview: A New World

Equestria

A purple unicorn sits in the empty throne room crying silently for her failure to her friends and mentor. Out of the corner of her eyes she catches the movement of something pink and a Pink alicorn steps out from the shadows and begins to stroke the mare's mane as she apologizes over and over while crying. Looking up the unicorn's face a picture of pure shock and horror as the voice that was coming from her former foal sitter was not the right voice as she told Twilight "Yes you will be" before her horn glowed sickly green and a circular black portal begins to pull the young unicorn down into the floor. As the changeling in disguise walks away with a grin.

Shivering Isles

Sheogorath watched as this was going on for what felt like the millionth time when a thought struck him and he hijackers the teleport sending the student of Celestia across the void to appear in the world of his newest hero. He cackles as he watches the unconscious unicorn appears on Nirn but rather than a unicorn she is now a young Nord.

Nirn, between Whiterun and Falkhearth

Blinking slowly as her mind is slow to process what happened the now young twilight Sparkle slowly pushes herself up onto all fours and opens her eyes to meet the sight of brown grass below her. But that was not what held her attention it was rather the hands instead of hooves she had at the end of her forelimbs. Siting up she begins to panic and freak out her breathing coming in very short breaths almost to the point to leave her unconscious. But her panic is soon cut short as she hears something heavy racing towards her from behind.

What she turned to see was something that locked her brain, as a female feline was racing towards her rather quickly wearing armor of some kind. But it was what was chasing her that had Twilight freeze, it was a giant baby Chicken.

With Naila

I cursed myself loudly in my head as I sprinted away from the giant turned baby chicken, keeping my breath for running when I notice a young Nord girl sitting in my path looking familiar along with the look on her face letting me know she wasn't all there from the comical sight of a giant baby chicken chasing me across the plains of Skyrim.

Time freezes once more as I hear the voice of Sheogorath in my mind once more "Hehe I see you are enjoying my staff there Dragonborn, though I thought I'd let you know about that child ahead of you is no Nord rather she is a character you should be familiar with. Her name is Twilight Sparkle, and she was just banished from the wedding of her former foal sitter and brother." He passed to let that sink in. "Also before you get mad at me let me tell you that the Queen was planning on having the mare killed instead of imprisoned so I saved her life. But that means you better save her from Nirn. If you and her want to get her back to her own world."

Before anything else can be said time unfreezes and I stumble but catch myself and as I near the former unicorn I lean down and scoop her up into my arms and offer her a casual smile. "Hello, what is your name?" All the while we were being chased by a giant baby chicken, formerly a Giant of the plains of Skyrim.

Ch. 1 Nirn

Author's Note

Ok a few things, first I changed the other short chapter to rather be a sneak peek so I can have this story submitted even though it might be at least two chapters away before Naila and Twilight meet. That being said it won't be too long. Also since I don't wish to copy the game to a 'T' I'm making changes to it here and there, however I hope that I leave enough from the game for the feel of it.

Enjoy
~Chief

Ch. 1 Nirn

Nirn, Present

I look up from the floor where my gaze had wandered while I was thinking back to how I got here. I look over the table towards the kitchen of my new home in Whiterun. As the two Nords finish up their dishes, for me to decided which was the better cook. I honestly have no idea how it came to be this, a cooking competition, between the two childhood friends almost brothers. Or how I ended up being the judge for the food though it wasn't surprising since over the past week while I've been off trying to save the world these two have been finding more and more weird ways to prove that they are better than the other.

Grinning victoriously the duo move from their cooking spits towards me at the table with their dishes covered in clean white cloth. Making me blink as I had yet to see pure white cloth anywhere in this world yet, but before I could ask where they got those pieces of cloth they set their dishes down before me and pull the cloth away to show two very different dishes. When they both agreed to cook the same meal.

On my left is a mess of a dish that looks like something Akane Tendo would make, that image is only reinforced by the prideful smile Ralof is shooting Hadvar. On my right is the dish like it is meant to look like only if some supreme being had made it and pushed it past perfect into the divine. Before I could make a comment on either dish the former rebel urges me to taste his first and that compared to Hadvar's food his would be the winner after just one bite.

So without anyway out of this that I could see I gulp and pull his meal to in front of my seat and hesitantly with shaky hands I begin to raise a spoonful of the food towards my mouth. As the spoon nears my lips as sweat beads on my forehead there is a sudden pounding on the door to the home. Shakily I stand and say I'll answer it, stepping away hurriedly from the two as they begin to argue once more.

As I smooth out my fur of my toned stomach while I approach the door, I am able to calm myself from that harrowing experience of almost being poisoned, again, by Ralof's cooking. Quickly opening the door I find one of the new guards shuffling looking rather frantic before he sees it was me who answered the door. Snapping off a quick salute by forming his right hand into a fist and thumping it over his heart, which I return, I ask what's wrong.

He hurriedly begins, "Thane, the Jarl demands your presence in Dragons Reach at once as a dragon has been spotted near by at the Western Watch Tower." With that he has my attention but he doesn't say any more rather he rushes off to the keep probably expecting me to follow. So turning to the two men by the table as I reach for my bow and quiver I call to them. "Hey get your gear and meet me at the keep" Before I step outside and begin to briskly jog up the streets of Whiterun towards the Jarl's home.

As the steel rings on the joints of my armor jingle with each step I think to myself, 'You just had to tempt the gods and beg them for something to happen' as I rush past the market and up the steps towards the revived gildergleam I can see guards rushing about to and from the keep some likely to man the defenses while the others to complete their missions. Soon I reach the top of the long set of steps to Dragons Reach and enter the hall where I am directed upstairs and to the Jarl and his housecarl along with another fresh-faced guardsman.

The Jarl and housecarl nod to me before promoting the guard to explain what was going on beyond a dragon was spotted near the watchtower. "Yes my Jarl, it had come from the south fast, faster than anything I'd ever seen." Irrelith asks if it was attacking the watchtower "No, housecarl, it was just circling overhead when I left I thought it would come after me for sure" Nodding Jarl Bulgref tells the new guard to go to the barracks and get something to eat and rest for now, before turning towards Irrelith and I.

As he does he nods to Hadvar and Ralof who had been accompanying me on many of my journies on Nirn and the three of us had become a known group of trouble solvers. "Irrelith take your contingent of guards along with our Thane and her group to the watchtower and find out more of what is going on. I have a very bad feeling that in the time since it was spotted the dragon has rained much death on the men of the tower."

The four of us nod and set off for the main gates after the dark elf informs the Jarl that she had already told them to muster at the main gate. Quickly the four of us make our way back down into the city and to the main gate where a small detachment of guards awaited us. Stopping for a moment Irrelith tells the three of us to go ahead and scout the watchtower. So as we were leaving the city we could hear the dark elf give a fiery speech to the guards to boost their morale.

The three of us quickly made our way down the path to the city's stables and turned right down the road. Now while the men's armor looked like actual armor that would protect them mine was very skimpy and revealing showing much of my bare fur to the world. But thanks to Sheogorath's magic it still protects as fine as the men's armor which I have learned well over the past week since Helgan.

So jogging down the road we can see black smoke rising from the watchtower putting grim looks on our faces as we near enough to see the damage and that it seems not a soul was spared the horrible death. With before this would have been to much for me I've already seen many gruesome things and the smell of death and burning flesh are not new to me now. Moving to hide behind a large set of rocks in view of the road from the city so Irrelith would see us, we hunkered down and waited for her and the slower group to arrive. All the while keeping our eyes to the sky for the dragon responsible for this.

Ch. 2

Author's Note

Ok short chapter I know but I just had to do something more for this story, I couldn't focus on doing anything else. I was really energetic when writing this if you couldn't tell with how much I focus on sexual stuff. But I hope you enjoy, next chapter is going to be in Equestria, then back to Nirn with a flash back on how the two rivals became the MC's mates.

Wow lots to do for this story :twilightblush:

~Chief

Ch. 2

I look around the plains for any sign of either the dragon or the dark elf and her men, I had some idea as to how this would go but seeing as I'm living the game rather than playing it anything could happen. Even as tense as I and my two guys are I am still finding my mind drifting off on random thoughts while we wait. I idly shift my hips to relieve some pressure on my large balls inside my tight leather shorts of the armor. The act alone almost enough to make me moan as it causes my arousal to jump and my pink barbed cat dick was stirring as lewd thoughts began to fill my mind.

I shiver as my tail flicks and my nose picks up on my feminine scent as my pussy grows moist while my dick begins to stiffen, making me bite my lips to fight this arousal as the important battle with the first dragon I have to kill is about to happen. But for some reason, that thought only makes my lust worse. Leaving me whimpering and squirming in my armor while we wait, finally catching the guys' attention to my plight.

After a second of wondering what was wrong with me, the two Nords react very differently, first Hadvar blushes and looks away clearing his throat and acting like he didn't notice my growing bulge or my heated state. While Ralof laughs loud and hard, not at me as he clears that up, but at what I was dealing with. "Ha, see Hadvar our Naila is a Nord at heart getting aroused at the thought of slaying a dragon!"

Which made me blush and look away as I couldn't deny it, before turning back to look at the two of them and growling out. "Once we are done here, we will find hidden spot and fuck." I get out between my teeth without falling into speaking like a normal Kahjit. This is enough to get Ralof to stop laughing and blush at the assertiveness that I've gained since arriving here while Hadvar only sinks in on himself trying to hide his own erection now. After a moment they both nod and agree to my demands, and just in time too as Irrelith and her men can be seen coming down the road towards us.

As they near I ready my Elven bow and arrows knowing what is to come, I motion for my guys' to do the same as the larger group meets up with ours and the dark elf begins to look over the scene. Making a few comments here and there before standing and unsheathing her sword and leading us to the watchtower to search for survivors.

15 minutes later

I am huffing and puffing for breath along side the five guards, Hadvar, and Ralof as I look to the side near the wall the group of us are using to calm down and catch our breath. The dragon we just defeated is laying their on the ground when I get this strange pulling in my soul towards the fallen dragon. Without noticing I've stood up and moved to in front of the head where the dark elf had been since the beast was slain.

Irrelith looks up at me to ask what's wrong when a glow in the corner of her eyes catches her attention along with everyone else's as the dragon seems to lose its strength and very essence as the glowing lights flow from its body into mine. As my soul absorbs the dragon's I feel myself growing stronger and full of energy, as my arousal returns ten times worse as my average-sized cock seems to swell and grow from the strength being added to my being. I moan as I feel my cock harden and grow along with my balls swelling bigger still showing that the dragon made me more virile.

But feeling something coming up from the depths of my being I look up to the sky and shout in the dragon tongue "Fus" unleashing my Thu'um for the first time. Shocking us all though Irrelith is the first to school her awe before the others could see. And so the discussion of me being the Dragonborn of legend takes place similar to the game before the housecarl tells me to return to the Jarl and inform him of what has happened.

Nodding I start back to Whiterun with Hadvar and Ralof following behind me and as we continue in silence I growl and my tail flicks agitatedly before Ralof asks what's wrong. "This one is not going to get fucked like she wishes, as the Jarl Must be told of what happened before fucking." I growl before looking back at them with a lustful grin and purring as I slow to nuzzle each of them "But this one will be having her mates fuck her all night afterward." Making them blush at being referred to as my mates.